11.27.2014

Taking Inventory

The phone this morning wakes me....ringing well before my alarm...
I look over and see the time, reaching for the phone.
"Hello?..."
The conversation is quick and concise.
Feet swing over the side of the bed and shuffle in to the other room to grab the laptop and dial in.
I deliver the information I have. Unsure if it's exactly what they need or not.

Conversation over. Phone disconnected. I close the laptop. Head leaning back against the back of the couch.

There is always a slight annoyance when my sleep is interrupted. Especially on my day off.

Day off.

A day to be with friends and family. To celebrate the things I am thankful for.

Let's look at how that whole thing played out again...the context of being thankful.

The phone this morning wakes me....ringing well before my alarm...Thankful I am alive another day to fulfill my life's purpose. Thankful my ears can hear the music of the world....
I look over and see the time, reaching for the phone.Vision has not failed me. Time to rub the sleep from my eyes.
"Hello?..."While not strong and vibrant when first awakened, I know that a simple clearing of my throat will give me the tone I need to deliver my message of the love of the universe with a voice that will sit comfortably in the ears of all who will listen.

The conversation is quick and concise.Clarity of thought. Another thing to be thankful for. While there may, in fact, be a kaleidoscope of jumbled amazements floating around in my brainbucket, for the time being, I am able to articulate them. And for that I am thankful.

Feet swing over the side of the bed and shuffle in to the other room to grab the laptop and dial in.
I deliver the information I have. Unsure if it's exactly what they need or not.Motor skills still present. For the moment my body still serves me as needed.
Today is a day when we all gather with friends and family to voice those things for which we are thankful.

Like most holidays in our society, we have designated a single day to represent the epitome of a sentiment we should feel each and every day of our life. The love of Valentine's Day....the selfless giving and joy of Christmas...the gratitude of Thanksgiving.

Why to we relegate these to one day out of 365 each year? I am firmly convinced that the reasons for the segregation are economic. The holy days of our society are an excuse for great deals on cars and mattresses.

I am working on making a change in myself. To be thankful each day for the joy of being able to love and give selflessly to those in my life.

It is a gradual change. And one in which I am tested on a daily basis. Most notably in commuter traffic. But I feel that in order to fulfill the purpose for which I was placed in this world at this time, I need to become a master of those things.

Like most universal truths I'm discovering (remembering), the solution is at once both elegant and simple.

Giving Love with Gratitude=Joy

The key to living this out will be to center my life around the things that allow me to live out that simple formula.

Thankful that the Universe allowed me to remember that formula before I spent a lifetime wondering why I was put here.
I would like to think that the reason we get a dedicated day for these holy days is so we can intentionally slow down. So that if we are moving so crazy in the menagerie of this life that are reminded to 'hey....slow down. Chill the fuck out.'

This world is the cover of the book. Each of our stories are being continually written on the pages within. The front cover....spine...back cover...inner dust jacket...those are the illusions of this world. The things that many of us choose to believe splashed right there on the cover. Meant to have us go down a path...thinking that we know what life is about before we even crack the spine.